Don't You Like Me (Complete)

Chapter Ch72 - [Extra: The Drama Queen]

Chapter Ch72 - [Extra: The Drama Queen] His eyes shone and he looked around spiritedly.

The drama queen hesitated on the threshold for an instant, then grit her teeth, stamped her feet, and followed Lin Feiran in.

The drama queen followed Lin Feiran closely, glancing around. Her expression cycled as swiftly as a stoplight through anticipation, shyness, disappointment, relief… On one hand, she yearned to glimpse her master waiting for her to come home. On the other, she warned herself not to hold her hopes too high. Her master had no regrets, and must have already gone to reincarnate. The greater her hopes, the greater her disappointment would be. After wandering around outside for so many years, she ought to be content just to be able to return home.

“Ah, tell me.” The drama queen tossed her head. To hide her panic, she dragged Lin Feiran into a conversation. “Is it possible that my master hasn’t gone to reincarnate?”

“It’s definitely possible,” Lin Feiran said seriously. “It’s not always because of regrets that ghosts don’t go to reincarnate. Some ghosts don’t reincarnate, for no reason aside from that they don’t want to. They think it’s rather nice to stay in the human world. I’ve seen many ghosts like that, too.”

The drama queen touched her chest and said ardently, “That’s right, that’s right. He might not have reincarnated.”

Gu Kaifeng watched her, smiling slightly. “Your master may still be singing opera somewhere. Didn’t you say that he thought of nothing else but opera? Perhaps he hadn’t sung his fill before he died and couldn’t bear to reincarnate.”

The drama queen nodded. “You’re right!” After a pause, she continued, “You aren’t aware, but I’m not the same as people who die and become ghosts. I’m a spirit. I have a little bit of magic. If my master’s spirit is still around, I could give him a big surprise…”

Lin Feiran was curious. “What surprise?”

The drama queen smiled mischievously. “I’m not telling you.”

Lin Feiran knew that she was chattering to distract herself from her unease, so he did not ask further. He conversed with her, a sentence here and a sentence there, while they explored the house and looked for Shen Fengsheng.

Before coming here, Lin Feiran had called the museum preservation department. He had tactfully mentioned that he was in possession of an old opera costume that resembled the one stolen from Shen Fengsheng many years ago, and that he wanted to bring it over for verification. If it was indeed the costume, he would return it to its rightful owner. Although Lin Feiran knew that this costume was 100% the genuine artifact, he still had to go through the necessary channels.

The old house was divided into a front and back. In front there were four rooms. One room was dedicated to an exhibition of Shen Fengsheng’s costumes and props. In the room, costumes were put up on the wall behind a glass case. Shen Fengsheng had been a man with great spiritual energy. Lin Feiran opened his Yin-Yang Eyes and noticed that a smoke-like substance swirled around these costumes, some with more and some with less. Lin Feiran turned to the drama queen and asked, “That white stuff is spiritual energy?”

“Yes.” The drama queen glanced at the costumes in the room and lifted her chin proudly. “But they only have my master’s spiritual energy. What use is that? My master didn’t love them, and without that love, they can’t become spirits, even after hundreds of years.”

She put her hands on her waist and strode around the exhibition room, her expression cold and arrogant, very much like a queen making the rounds of a harem!

The drama queen said, “Hmph, what a group of little demons showing off their tricks.”

Lin Feiran: “……”